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slaves, no masters 

And it’s still black lives matter 

To them it don’t that’s why they try to attack us 

Amongst our people we gotta stop the killing

Bad Guy [Clean]

Eminem

The Marshall Mathers LP2 [Clean] [Deluxe Edition]

2013

our family in shambles
And you expect me to just get over him? Pretend he never existed
May be gone, but he's not forgotten
And don't think 'cause

Bad Guy

Eminem

The Marshall Mathers LP 2

2013

it, forget it
You left our family in shambles
And you expect me to just get over him? Pretend he never existed
May be gone, but he's not forgotten

is our theatre we act live in it
Independence not a question we require it
A pause without calm, rather deep suspension
The end of being penned in,

my body to rest

To be married in December, we live for the night
And all that we've laboured for, all that we've tried
You walking towards me besides

The time the time it took to decide went by in the blink of an eye
Push past the fears and possible tears, holding our breath
The first day of the rest

And the rest, they may live and learn!

Then we would up and pace,
For a change, about the place,
Each with arm o'er neck:
'Tis our quarter-deck,
We are seamen in

Operation
Occupation
Hidden by your eyes
This is live Occulation
Population
Past the limit
Disasters imminent
This is not another gimmick
Being Creative is

Narrative of Soul Against Soul

AFI

Black Sails in the Sunset

To the wounded
I have seen the self image
They've forced you to reduce to shattered glass
The only remaining value lying in it's jagged edges

But

asking now where's our motherfuckin crown?

I know that ima push em straight to the edge all 
Cause I be saying that I am the f ing best
Not saying that

La Colombe

Judy Collins

In My Life

1966

cry
And live prepared to die as if our love were dead?

lights!
You know that I'm not dripping off
The canvass - what a precedent
Streamliners with jagged edges strolling
Through my exodus
Guess that I'm not cool

a candle lit
Piercing the darkness
And that I survived the impact
When our lives crashed
Like intended targets
Is a cause for wonder and
Now I rest in beds

This summer is the start of the rest of our lives
This summer is the start of the rest of our lives
Try to live each day, not passing us by
Try

a bottle of Hennessy and gave the rest
Of it to the audience Y’all
Know y’all drink that bottle
Too if I had a daughter at that time
Would I
Have went

shapes
But the geometry of our tales is made up of multiple jagged edges
And many intersecting arcs
To tell of a definite shape will be a false account

Through the dark the light descended
On this fragile journey from divine
Living in a world with jagged edges
Staring through a veil that clouds our

pastures green
With oil of the spirit anointing my wounds
There I'd rest by the clear healing stream

Oh but now more than ever
I cherish the cross
More than

of obedience. Just ask the candy-coated Joy-Cam rock-bands
selling shoes for venture-capitalists,
silencing competing messages,
rounding off the jagged edges

I find
Have it every day
Every day for the rest of our lives
Stay by my side
This feeling I find
Have it every day
Every day for the rest of our lives

All that we've asked ourselves
Will fall like leaves over the edge
All the question marks that used to fill our heads
Will remain just like memories

the killing floor!
Meat wagons are rolling out, fuelled by the holy words of hate. 
We consecrate our world, an abattoir.
 
Death is life in the eyes

Where you go, where you live, let me rest
You definitely know what's going on inside my head
I turned to you and bewitched by your smile 
Waiting for

jagged edges
Rolling onward through the night

Pause a moment, take a breath
Leaving one door open
Closing tightly all the rest

Little children laugh